I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?
I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will live up to your expectations.
1. The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful. (Wang Wei's "View of the Han River")
2. As the river goes eastward, the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed. (Su Shi's "Red Cliff Nostalgia")
3. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. (Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling")
4. The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. (Li Bai's "Wang Tianmen Mountain")
5. At sunrise, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling the South of the Yangtze River"
Taishan Ode Li Bai went up to Mount Tai in April, the imperial road opened on the stone level, six dragons passed through ten thousand gorges, and the valleys lingered back. Climb Dongshan and Xiaolu, climb Mount Tai and small the world Confucius Taishan Yin [Jin] Luji Taishan is so high that it is so far away that the sky is far away. The father of Liang also has a pavilion, and there are thousands of ghosts in the grass. The sacred room gathers hundreds of spirits. On the side of Mount Tai, there is an impassioned sound.
Li Bai visited Mount Tai in April. He went to Mount Tai's Shiping Royal Road and opened six dragons. He passed through ten thousand gorges and valleys. He followed the trail of horses and circled the green peaks. Today, they are covered with moss, flying and flowing. Destroy the cave door in the east, close the stone fan, and stir up clouds and thunder in the ground. Climb high and look at Pengying. Imagine the gold and silver platform, the heavenly gate, a long roar, thousands of miles of breeze, and four or five jade girls fluttering down. Jiu Gai smiles and invites me with a plain hand, leaving me with a cup of flowing clouds. I bow my head and worship again. I feel ashamed that I am not an immortal. It is so leisurely to abandon the world in the small universe. The second day, riding a white deer straight up to Tianmen Mountain at dawn, I met a feathered man with square pupils and a beautiful face. The moonlight was about to speak, but it was covered up at Qingyun Pass. The bird traces of the book floated among the rocks. The characters were read in ancient times. After that, I feel these three sighs. I have not returned my three levels to the sun tomorrow. I raise my hand to open the cloud pass. The spirit is flying in all directions. The Yellow River comes from the west and enters the distant mountains. I lean on the cliff and see the eight extremes. It is as long as I have free time. Occasionally, I am a young boy. The green-haired double-clouded servant girl laughed at me for studying late, and the immortals were wasting their time. The beauty was hesitant, but suddenly I could not see the majesty and it was hard to catch up. The four pure fasts for three thousand days were cracked. I wrote and recited the sutras and got something. Climb up the cliff to watch the sun and look down over the sill to peek into the east sea. The color of the sea is moving in the distant mountains. The rooster has already begun to sing. The silver platform is out. The white waves are rolling over the long whale. It is taking the elixir and flying high to Pengying. On the fifth day, I have a view of the northeast leaning two cliffs sandwiched by a sea of ??two rocks. The water falls before our eyes, the sky is bright, the sky is far away, and thousands of green peaks are competing to gather together. The cranes are ascending to the immortals. There are no clouds, and the traces are long. The pines enter the clouds. Looking far away, the mountains are full of flowers. This is a strange world. May is white in the snow. I will finally find peace here. During the six dynasties, I drank the jade refining liquid from the Queen Mother Pond. I threw myself into the Tianmen Pass and held the green qin alone. I walked at night among the green mountains, with the bright moon dew in the mountains. The night was quiet, the pines were resting, the wind rested, and the immortals traveled around the green peaks. Everywhere they sang and sang. They were silent and entertained. The jade was really connected with the green light. I imagined the dancing phoenixes and swaying dragons and tigers. Picking melons in the sky, I am in a trance, I don’t remember my return, I raise my hands to find out, I made a mistake and climbed on the loom. Tomorrow, I sit and miss each other, but I see five clouds flying